Disclaimer: I do not OWN any of the heroes characters or concepts, only Amarante. xD;
Infatuation Recap.
"Amarante, I need to talk to you." Peter appeared in a split second and then I realized, time really had frozen. He grabbed my hand and when I looked back at Adam, we were gone.
Open.
"PETER!" I screamed when we reappeared ontop of a large building. "Do you know I was having a normal day until I gave you free coffee?"
"Amarante, is it true you're going to marry Adam?" Peter was looking out at the bustling cars that always occupied this city's nightlife.
"Peter, I just met him today. Why would I be getting married to him?" I stood next to him looking out at the big apple from above.
"That is what my mother said." He looked up to the starless sky. "You'd be some sort of peace offering between the Company and Adam."
"Oh, that?! He is the peace offering, not me. If I agree to working with them, I get to have Adam with me." I laughed so hard that I had to grab onto the ledge so I didn't tumble off the building.
"No, she said," I cut him off.
"Peter, I'm sorry that you were misinformed. I can reassure you that I will not get any sort of sacrifice or ritual voodoo thing." I tapped him on the back. "Now, can you zap me back to his place because I was about to actually get some sleep in a nice big comfy bed."
He gave me a glare. "If you're not going to marry him then why are you sleeping at his place?"
"Can you stop acting like my father? What is it with you people with powers, you develop these instant attachments and act like you've known me forever." He put his hand on my shoulder and popped me back to Adam's flat.
"What happened to you? Where did you go?" He grabbed me by the shoulders and was examining my body, making sure I was okay. "I was worried!" Then he wrapped his arms around me, smashing my face into his still bare chest.
"Can you, uh, stop smashing my face, please?" He relaxed his arms a bit, still holding me tight but I was able to move my head.
He held me in a hug for a few minutes, silently. "Adam, can I ask you something?"
"Sure." He let go of me and made his way into the kitchen. "What is it that you want to know?"
"Angela Petrelli told Peter-"
"He came here? Was he the one that took you?" He paused as he was opening the cabinet door.
"Yes but, he came to ask me something. He knew you wouldn't let me talk with him alone." I walked next to him and leaned against the counter next to him. "Am I some pece offering between you and Angela?"
He took a cup and filled it with water. "Why would you be?" He slowly took a sip or two. "She might be under the impression that I want to make you my wife, since I am helping you so much."
"Is that what you do to the women you want?" I bit my bottom lip.
He swiftly put the cup down and stood infront of me, hands planted on the counter on each side of me. "There is no saying what I'd do for you but it isn't because I want you to be my wife."
"Then what is it?" I put my hands infront of me clasped together hanging down then I moved them close to my chest; they were too close to the lower body of Adam.
"There is something about you, an innocence, that I can't help but want to be near." He brushed my cheek with a kiss and left the kitchen after snatching his glass up into his hands.
I sat in the kitchen with my hands to my cheeks thinking about what he had said. After twenty minutes I walked down the uniquely decorated hall to his bedroom. "Adam?" I knocked on the door and it creaked open. Where is he? I heard faint whispers but I didn't see him.
"Your son is filling her head with nonsense." It was quiet again. "I do not." I put my head against the closet door. "Angela, she is just a kid. I don't want a little child for a wife." I felt hurt, a new kind of hurt. He was sending me all these different vibes and what he was saying sent another. All the emotions built up within me sent my head spinning and then I was out.
It was all black and I could hear something. I heard my mother's voice then saw her figure. "Amarante, what has happened to you?" She reached her hand out to me. "You were such a loving child. Now, you are just cold and disconnected. What happened to you?"
"I was left alone." I felt tears running down my face in this black darkness. I looked to see where I was but the light my mother emitted didn't show anything but blackness followed by more blackness. "I was left alone by the two people who I thought were meant to love me forever."
"We left but that didn't mean we stopped loving you." Her glowing hands touched my face then my shoulder. "Let some people in my fair daughter, you will learn that it is a nice feeling to feel those emotions for yourself." She faded away and Adam's room came into view.
He was standing over me patting my face. "Amary, you fainted!" He pulled me up off the ground into his arms.
"I just want to go to bed." I mumbled.
"Okay, do you want help?" I got up on my own and walked to the living room. "I guess not."
I laid down on the couch, wrapped in blankets and staring at the coffee table while I tried to fall asleep. Why did she come to me? Why now, of all places why now? If they loved me then how could have they left me? What makes Adam any different, he could love me and leave me, just like my parents. My eyes teared up and I stared at the cieling.
I woke up and Adam was making breakfast. The house smelt like fresh omlets and bacon. "I've got Canadian Bacon. Wanted to give you a bit of home while you were here." He smiled sweetly as he flipped the strips that popped and sizzled. "You don't have any classes today do you?"
I thought to myself. Crap I missed Government yesterday, then shook my head, No. "I should shoot an e-mail to my professor because during all the commotion I missed class." I got up off the couch and readjusted the night shirt. Then I walked into the kitchen. Adam was in a nice fresh pale blue button up three quarter sleeve shirt. "I should head back to my dorm and get some clothes before we go anywhere."
"Oh, no need to. Szandra came over this morning and grabbed your clothes from yesterday. She is out buying you something in your size and hopefully your style." He smiled plopping the bacon on the plate.
"Szandra? Who is that?" Then this girl with bags in her arms, loads of bags, came in. She was fairly tall, ginger hair, and beautiful. "Is that her?" I whispered to Adam. He laughed and nodded.
"It would be nice if you put down the food and helped your sister!" His sister?! Adam went over to her and took some of the bags. "I went crazy. I saw so much that would look cute on her!" She was pulling out some of the clothes.
"Szandra, this is Amarante. Amarante this is Szandra." He introduced us. "She has abilities, too." She lowered her sunglasses and looked at me up and down.
"She looks taller," She said to Adam. "Nice to meet you." Then my eyes became extremely sensitive to the light. "You were right, good thing I picked up a pair of sunglasses for her." She tossed me a pair of pretty big lens sunglasses. "Sorry, my power is unique. They called it 'vampyrism'. It makes my eyes highly sensitive to light but I can pick up a mack truck without breaking a sweat." She giggled, "I can never die but I don't drink blood. That's just gross."
"Are you really brother and sister?" They looked at each other and laughed. "What?"
"We aren't really brother and sister. We've just lived for a very long time." Szandra giggled poking Adam in the face.
"Mhm, Szandra here is from Eastern Europe. When the plague hit her power gave her a superior immune system. She, also, heals almost as the injury is happening." Szandra spun around kicking up her foot. "And she has a thing for the Petrelli boys, even Sylar."
"Especially Sylar. I'm the only one he hasn't tried to kill for a power. I guess it's too intense for him." She chuckled as she walked around me and grabed a piece of bacon. "Anyway, I'd take Peter any day." She gave a childish giggle.
"Amary, why don't you get dressed and ready then we can go." Adam suggested.
I decided to take a shower, since back at the dorms, we didn't have the luxuray of private showers. He didn't just have a beautiful shower, he had a beautiful work of art that happened to be used to cleanse the body.
I drifted off into my thoughts trying to get away from the emotions of others. I wanted to be alone in my own feelings, for once. I loved the feeling of not feeling. It was the only time I ever felt human.
"Oh you look adorable!" Szandra examined my look when I came out of the steamy bathroom. She tossed my hair around and plopped a beanie hat on my head. "Perfect, let's go."
OOC: Enjoy.